Slacker on a Sunday

i had a meeting on campus last week w/ all my classmates and our clinical rotations coordinators where we all shared our experiences thus far and got some updates/info from the professors. it was great to see everyone, but i'm realizing what a total slacker i am (scofflaw, if you will). some of my peers are working daily 12-16 hr days and THEN coming home and studying, giving presentations to their site preceptors, working weekends, etc. one even left our lecture friday afternoon and went back to the hospital to work. nuts. i've been practicing my sutures at home and occasionally reviewing anatomy, preparing a little bit for my upcoming surgical exam, but not a whole lot. i'm just tired (lazy) all the time and want to sleep (lie around and drink wine). i'm starting to wonder if my lack of motivation/fatigue perhaps means i have caught mononucleosis or that, the most dreaded of all human pathological parasitic infections, pregnancy.

i don't actually think i'm ill or prego. i'm just trying to find excuses for why they're studying circles around me and i'm trying to squirm out of the small bit of guilt i have that i'm not doing more work.

but i'm really enjoying not having to be in the books all the time- i am taking full advantage of it, for the record. my husband and close friend and i went to a national amusement park this weekend and rode all the new, scary coasters. funnel cake + french fries + elephant ears + caramel apples + spinny rides + heat stroke= a great day of fun. i am endlessly amused by what we humans do for entertainment. besides wearing tube tops and tight shorts w/ the words "cutie pie" written in sparkley letters across the butt, we also find it amusing to wait in line for several hours to be dropped from 100' just to get that WHOOOOOAAA feeling in our stomachs.

you know how babies/toddlers can be entertained for hours at a time by "dropping" them a few inches or supporting their heads and tilting them back toward the floor? these rides are basically giant mechanical simulations of that feeling. if we adults had giant huge parents who could throw us in the air and catch us or safely tilt us backwards like when we were kids, we wouldn't need these thrill rides. apparently the only fear we're born w/ is the fear of falling, so we're just trying to make our hearts pitter patter over something very basic and instinctive. that's all we're going for.

that being said, the rides were AWESOME and i totally thought i was going to die, but didn't. one ride you are strapped in (barely) in a (teeny tiny) harness and go way up to the top of the hugest height imaginable where i'm pretty sure i saw China in the distance and my husband and friend are like, "oh, isn't that sunset beautiful, gosh, it's so neat to be able to see across the whole park like this, blah, blah, reds and oranges, blah, blah" and i think that's about when i passed out. i went into a zen-like meditation on how my life had been a full one and i was prepared to meet my personal lord and savior Jesus Christ and that falling off a carny ride isn't THAT bad a way to go and that at least i'm with people i love....and then we were safely on the ground and i was like, "you wanna go again?"

hope everyone had great weekends....